After finishing the call with her mother, Xiao Rou slumped back onto the sofa; she was truly exhausted.
During the preparation phase, driven by enthusiasm and with a lot of help from Zhou Qi, she hadn't felt very tired, but today… Xiao Rou rubbed her sore arms, not wanting to move at all.
Soon, she was about to fall asleep again in a daze when her phone rang. Xiao Rou sat up with effort and answered: "Hello?"
Her voice was even huskier than before. The person on the other end didn't immediately speak, pausing for a moment before asking, "Are you sick?"
Hearing this familiar voice, Xiao Rou was startled and took a look at her phone—it was indeed Zhou Qi.
"No, no."
"Have you eaten? Want to go out for a late-night snack?"
Upon hearing Zhou Qi mention a late-night snack, Xiao Rou checked the time—it was already late, well past dinner time.
